This may just be a crazy attempt on my part to confuse you even more, but if it helps to explain Jacqueline's past, I have done my job. It's not going to be too long so enjoy.
A Long, Long, Time Ago.
The sun was bright in the sky over the towns surrounding Paris. It was raining in the main town, though. Jacqueline sat at her mother's bedside for the fourth night in a row. Gerard and her father were out on a hunting expedition and wouldn't be back until the morning. They had told Jacqueline and her mother where they were headed but Jacqueline didn't want to dampen their outing. Besides, this would all be over in a matter of days. Her mother often was bedridden for weeks at a time. She had been this way ever since either child could remember. Her parents always said it was a passing cold, or stomach sickness, but Jacqueline was sure it was more than that.
She had mastered the art of spying at a very young age and, on occasion, did so around her own household. That's how she discovered many things; her birthday gifts, their next family outing. That's also how she found out that she was supposed to be a twin. Her mom was strangely upset every year on Jacqueline's birthday. She found her mother crying in the kitchen but she only waved her daughter away. "It's nothing, honey. Just a bad onion."
She had left to stake out underneath the stairs until her father joined her mother in the room.
"Beth, you can't do this to yourself…or to the kids. You know they are worried about you. You can't just stay out here and cry. And don't even try to tell me you're not. Gerard heard you. You have to tell them, Elizabeth."
"No, I don't want her finding out. Don't tell Gerard either. They don't need to know. Jacqueline was born healthy and strong and that's good enough for me. I just get upset when I see her, knowing she could have had a friend to play with. Imagine how nice it would have been to have a twin to grow up with…"
She had overheard a very confusing conversation only a day before Gerard and her father left for the best hunting spot, deep within the French forest.